"Is there one Chess Master or four?" Anzhi Tinglan analyzed the identities of the people in the darkness.
She figured the man and woman who had talked about Gu Mian earlier were the first and fourth groups' Chess Pieces. The two had spent some time together on the board, so they knew each other and felt safe enough to move together after the darkness fell.
Using process of elimination, she crossed off those who had died and those whose identities were already known. That left only the Chess Masters of the first and fourth groups.
The person she had just encountered was probably one of them, and the person from before was the other. Whatever else could be said, the Chess Masters of those two groups had a lot in common. They were both cautious, making no sound in the darkness and taking care not to reveal their positions.
Of course, she was the same.
Anzhi Tinglan silently laughed in the darkness. It seemed all the Chess Masters shared certain virtues—except, naturally, the one from the second group.
She had no idea how long they would remain at a stalemate this time. Wild animals in the forest rarely fought unless they were competing for food. They knew that if they got injured, they would struggle to hunt with their wounded bodies in such a harsh environment. In the end, they would have no choice but to die.
The same went for people.
Except for rule-breakers like Gu Mian, normal people wouldn't suddenly lash out and slash someone when there was nothing to gain.
The person across from her was clever. He wouldn't do anything pointless.
Just then, Anzhi Tinglan heard a sound from the other side: footsteps.
Leaving? She listened as the footsteps grew more distant. She hadn't expected the